And so I laid out the money for the right equipment. I was patient and observant. I exercised caution and intelligence in expectation of a successful outcome, but something went wrong and two innocent young animals went to a slow and stressful end. And there was nothing I could do to change it.
So where does that leave me? It leaves me languishing in a pit of self-loathing, angry that life seems not to reward kindness. There won’t be space for trivial matters on this blog today.